Yeah, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

Yeah, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

(So Icy, so Icy)

Seytoba baby

I drive real fast, baby, I don′t drive slow

I don't drive slow, I don′t drive slow

Drop the top on that thang just to let yo' hair blow

Let yo' hair blow, let yo′ hair blow

I drive real fast, baby, I don′t drive slow

I don't drive slow, I don′t drive slow

Drop the top on that thang just to let yo' hair blow

Let yo′ hair blow, let yo' hair blow

I drive a sports car, bitch, put ′em Bapes to the gas

If you scared go to church 'cause I'm finna drive fast

Throwing cash out the brain of a ′74 Oldsmo

There no mojo he need to get some mo do

Cornerstore, Amaco, bought a crist to flat show

Niggas want that wola shawty meet right by Grocian Road

East side up, put them E′s in the air

If you smoking Bubba Kush, put them trees in the air

I'm smoking on that kush so it′s stankin' up my car

They call me twinkle twinkle

′cuase they know that I'm a star

I told her come here then I didn′t say shit

'Cause my ice talk for me, I don't need no broke bitch

I drive real fast, baby, I don′t drive slow

I don′t drive slow, I don't drive slow

Drop the top on that thang just to let yo′ hair blow

Let yo' hair blow, let yo′ hair blow

I drive real fast, baby, I don't drive slow

I don′t drive slow, I don't drive slow

Drop the top on that thang just to let yo' hair blow

Let yo′ hair blow, let yo′ hair blow

Gucci fish, shoes and a purse too

Steala of yo' chain, turn yo′ watch to Starburst too

Put them Lemon Heads in yo' ears

Put them Fruity Pebbles in yo′ fingers

Now you're envied by yo′ peers and I'ma get yo ass in shape

All that Gucci Louie Chong got yo' ass loosin′ weight

(Leanin′)

Gucci Mane got you straight, huh?

You know he got that cake, gave it to her first date

I'ma ride down the block like a damn X Pill

Standin′ tall on them sixes like some damn high heels

I'ma roll down the block like a damn X Pill

Standin′ tall on them sixes like some damn high heels

I drive real fast, baby, I don't drive slow

I don′t drive slow, I don't drive slow

Drop the top on that thang just to let yo' hair blow

Let yo′ hair blow, let yo′ hair blow

I drive real fast, baby, I don't drive slow

I don′t drive slow, I don't drive slow

Drop the top on that thang just to let yo′ hair blow

Let yo' hair blow, let yo′ hair blow

Yeah Rose, red Mikey's wit Bapes

On some pharaoh shit, bitches feedin' niggas grapes

I′ma buy some hot wings but I could buy steak

But I′m good wit a trout, bitch a model too fake

They toyin' on the beat, so you know they gone hate

Had that Tony Tiger Kush, man that shit smoke great

Got that water bumpin′ talented I think I can do it

Drop me and yo' body fill wit them other fluid

Trappa slash rappa but a full time G

Smokin′ purp wit my boys, 'bout 2 or 3 P′s

I'm a trappa slash rappa but a full time G

Smokin' purp wit my boys, ′bout 2 or 3 P′s